All I See (Unsent)

There is a song that keeps finding me.

Not because I look for it but because my body already knows where it lives.

It opens with wonder.

The kind the world offers freely.. sunrises that stop you, moments that feel earned, and beauty that asks nothing in return.

And yet every time, my mind does the same thing.

It takes the vastness of the world and narrows it down to one face.

Laughter.

Tears.

That familiar expression that once made everything else feel secondary.

I’ve stood in moments that should have felt complete —joy realized, milestones reached, quiet wins that deserve celebration — and still, my nervous system reached for the same place.

Not out of lack.

Out of imprint.

There is romance in me I cannot show.

And that hurts more than rejection ever could.

Because this love is awake now — regulated, grounded, real — not desperate, not nostalgic, not reaching.

Just present.

The cruel timing of growth is discovering depth right when the person you want to give it to is too tired to receive it.

So I don’t send the song.

Not because it isn’t true.

But because truth can still feel heavy when someone’s well is dry.

I let it play inside me instead.

I let beauty exist without turning it into a message.

I let love remain unassigned.

If everything around me still feels beautiful, it’s not because it’s all love again.

It’s because love didn’t disappear when it had nowhere to go.

Sometimes it stays.

Contained.

Unplayed.

And sometimes, the bravest thing romance can do is remain unsent.

That song is All I See by Mutemath.